(The protagonist is gentle and introverted, a patriarch. Doting on the team + slightly charismatic + no CP + friendly ending.)
Just a few years after Zhang Moyu became the patriarch, he was d...
Chapter 378 From today on, your hard days will come
On the way, Zhang Moyu told Zhang Chulan some basic information about the Zhang family, including the family generation.
Because Zhang Chulan was born when Zhang Qiling was in office, he should be ranked according to the "Xuan" generation.
But because the family had only recently started to revise the genealogy, many of Zhang Haike's children had been classified into the "Hai" generation before, so Zhang Chulan also had the power to choose.
Zhang Chulan originally secretly thought that if he was ranked in the "Hai" generation, it would be like being promoted to a higher generation, which would be pretty good.
But when he learned about the actual situation within the Zhang family, he changed his mind instantly.
Nowadays, all positions in the "Hai" generation have been filled, and the clan leader's confidants have also been identified. If new members of the clan want to make progress, in addition to opportunities and timing, they will need to put in ten or a hundred times more effort.
But the situation is different for the "Xuan" generation. Not to mention the upper power structure, even the next clan leader has not been selected. Most of the clan members of the "Xuan" generation are still kids who are not as tall as him.
Although he cannot win at the starting line, he can win in terms of age.
As long as you work harder, there will be great opportunities!
Not to mention other high-level positions, even the position of clan leader is not impossible to dream of. After all, in theory, everyone has equal opportunities.
Although it may be unrealistic for a tribe member like him who was picked up from outside to study hard and compete for the position of tribe leader.
But who can say for sure what will happen in the future?
When he was learning the Golden Light Spell and Thunder Magic under his grandfather, his grandfather said that he was a martial arts genius rarely seen in a century. What if what his grandfather said was not a lie, but the truth?
If I really am a natural genius, maybe I can give it a try and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle!
Who says salted fish can’t turn over?
He had no choice before, but now he wants to be a good person... no, it should be said that he wants to make progress.
Zhang Chulan thought very clearly. Although he might not succeed if he worked hard now, he would definitely regret it in the future if he didn't work hard.
He wasn't some rotten-to-the-mud person. This was such a large, hidden family! The pie had fallen on his head. How could he possibly be willing to accept it without trying a bite to see how salty it was?
So, after he had cried bitterly in front of the clan leader and expressed his love for the family with sincere words, Zhang Chulan pretended to be pretentious again and packaged himself into the strong and stubborn little white flower that successful people love most.
The indomitable spirit, tenacity and perseverance to grow tenaciously in the face of adversity and become a unique firework are almost written on their faces.
He picked up his good qualities and emphasized them again. Taking advantage of the fact that Zhang Qiling, the soft-hearted clan leader, still had a little bit of a stray kid filter for him, Zhang Chulan vigorously improved his favorability in front of the two clan leaders and elders.
Zhang Qiling could hear some exaggeration in his words, but he felt that the tricks Zhang Chulan was using now were all so familiar.
If you think about it carefully, it seems that these were all used by Hei Xia Zi when he was causing trouble in the past?
Thinking about Hei Xia Zi's life experience and their friendship of relying on each other for so many years, Zhang Qiling looked at Zhang Chulan with a hint of tolerance inexplicably.
Zhang Moyu noticed his gaze, and with a quick thought, he knew what he was thinking. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he suppressed it fiercely.
He thought about how Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi often loved and hated each other when they were together, and how they jumped around in the clan territory. He was used to seeing it.
Hei Xia Zi is out on a business trip right now, so Zhang Qiling doesn't come over to cause trouble and be annoying. Hei Xia Zi is just loving his wife and the whole family.
When Hei Xia Zi comes back from his business trip and chatters around them without speaking human language, Zhang Qiling should take his anger out on this little brat.
Having said that, the young patriarch of their family has become more and more lively. Now he doesn't look at all like the cold and aloof person he was when he couldn't utter a few words when they first met.
With the witness of Zhang Moyu, Zhang Chulan finally got a new name. It was chosen according to the Zhang family's generation and written into the family tree by the patriarch Zhang Qiling himself. It was called Zhang Xuanlan.
Zhang Chulan didn't think it was too troublesome, so he didn't go to the police station to change the name on his ID card. After all, he had been called Zhang Chulan for so many years, and he would be a little uncomfortable if he really had to change it.
So now his surname is Zhang, his given name is Xuanlan, and his courtesy name is Chulan.
To celebrate his joining the Zhang family, Zhang Moyu also gave him a special gift, which was a list of book titles on a whole A4 paper.
Zhang Chulan took the paper, took a look at it, and the smile on his face froze instantly. He spoke in a somewhat unnatural tone.
"Elder, may I ask what you gave me..."
"Don't you see? Study the list."
Zhang Moyu smiled gently, and his loving eyes reminded Zhang Chulan of the kind director of the orphanage. However, what he said made Zhang Chulan sober up instantly.
"Study list...Isn't it necessary to study all of these? Or are they optional?"
Zhang Chulan looked at the more than 200 book titles numbered on the paper, and couldn't help but tremble with fear, and asked hopefully.
"These are compulsory courses for all family members. Of course, if you just want to live a life of idleness and wait for death, or be a tool to pass on the bloodline, then it doesn't really matter whether you take them or not."
Zhang Moyu spoke in a gentle tone, words that made Zhang Chulan feel cold in his heart.
"Elder, you're joking. Since you said so, how can I not learn?"
Zhang Chulan gave a bitter smile. Zhang Moyu was clearly trying to provoke him. Anyone who heard this, if they had any courage at all, would have to grit their teeth and learn these books.
Zhang Chulan looked at the titles of these books carefully again and found that about a quarter of them were books related to medicine and diet therapy, and a quarter were similar to Gongshu Qiqiao, which seemed to be books teaching the layout of mechanisms and the making of handicrafts.
For the other half, there are a few books that broaden your thoughts and horizons, and the rest are books on various life skills that may or may not be useful.
He had basically never heard of the names of these books, but that didn't stop him from having an ominous premonition.
Take a look at these titles that sound professional and general. They sound like big books, perhaps as thick as a dictionary...
Zhang Chulan's eyes were somewhat empty, thinking that his freshman study career had just begun, and there were still so many college classes and professional courses to learn.
For a moment, I felt that the road ahead was vast, the sea of learning was endless, and my future was out of sight.
If he is wrong, please let the heavens strike him to death with thunder, rather than letting him drown in the ocean of knowledge...
A life that requires hard work is really suffocating, and the love his family bears for him is too heavy.
Sure enough, the pie that falls from the sky is not so delicious.